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"
I
should
love
to
give
you
a
thimble
,
"
Peter
said
gravely
,
so
he
gave
her
one
.
He
gave
her
quite
a
number
of
thimbles
,
and
then
a
delightful
idea
came
into
his
head
!
"
Maimie
,
"
he
said
,
"
will
you
marry
me
?
"
Now
,
strange
to
tell
,
the
same
idea
had
come
at
exactly
the
same
time
into
Maimie
's
head
.
"
I
should
like
to
,
"
she
answered
,
"
but
will
there
be
room
in
your
boat
for
two
?
"
"
If
you
squeeze
close
,
"
he
said
eagerly
.
"
Perhaps
the
birds
would
be
angry
?
"
He
assured
her
that
the
birds
would
love
to
have
her
,
though
I
am
not
so
certain
of
it
myself
.
Also
that
there
were
very
few
birds
in
winter
.
"
Of
course
they
might
want
your
clothes
,
"
he
had
to
admit
rather
falteringly
.
She
was
somewhat
indignant
at
this
.
"
They
are
always
thinking
of
their
nests
,
"
he
said
apologetically
,
"
and
there
are
some
bits
of
you
"
--
he
stroked
the
fur
on
her
pelisse
--
"
that
would
excite
them
very
much
.
"
"
They
sha
'n'
t
have
my
fur
,
"
she
said
sharply
.
"
No
,
"
he
said
,
still
fondling
it
,
however
,
"
no
!
Oh
,
Maimie
,
"
he
said
rapturously
,
"
do
you
know
why
I
love
you
?
It
is
because
you
are
like
a
beautiful
nest
.
"
